Boss, did you speak well today?

Baby, let's not say scary things in the middle of the night

"Baby, let's not say scary things in the middle of the night." Nangong Ran kissed Su Xici, who was unconscious, and said with a flattering smile, "I know you love me the most. For my own life, you have to eat too." Sleep. I will raise you fat and fat, and live a long life, if you accidentally wear your soul back..."

The words in his mouth suddenly disappeared in his throat.

soul?time travel?The original world?The current world?

Who can properly speak of the soul?

It's a little hard for him to understand, but it's not hard to understand. After all, he has read a lot of movies and TV novels and knows what's going on.

But this kind of thing has never been encountered in real life. Even if it is said, it is either a joke, or it is nonsense from the mouth of a lunatic.

Who would take it seriously?

Nangong Ran subconsciously classified this as Su Xici's nonsense, because it was the peach blossom garden in his heart that had been stimulated by the fierce beating.

However, as long as he thinks a little bit, all the doubts that troubled him before can be logically organized in his mind.

He made a massive investigation into the "Su Xi Ci" of this world, but in any case, he was inconsistent with the people he met.

Cao Miao couldn't match the "flat head" in the psychotherapy video no matter how hard he looked.

Su Xici lives only by himself, afraid of being approached by others, refusing any physical contact, sensitive, vulnerable, and crazy stress response, all stemming from past experiences.

These are things that the "Su Xici" of this world does not have.His life, by contrast, was so smooth that there were no waves, nothing special.

With trembling fingertips, he took out his mobile phone and entered the address that Su Xici said just now, and all he got were similar names of districts, cities, and places, not even those with the same pronunciation.

"Susu," Nangong Ran raised his drooping head and looked at him seriously, "Answer me well, what year is it now?"

"202x."

The words in his mouth were slow and difficult, but he could still hear the words clearly, like thunder on the ground in Nangong Ran's ears.

It is different from his chronological method here.

He let go of his hand and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

His Susu is not from this world.

How to do?

He never expected to face such an answer.

"You..." He licked his lips that had been blown dry by the air-conditioning wind with his tongue, and his voice was as soft as a whisper of love in his ear, "After you travel over here, will you go back?"

Su Xici remained silent.

"Will you go back? Back to the original world?" His eyes slowly turned scarlet.

It is the fear of facing an unknown force, the powerlessness of the future that cannot be controlled and predicted by oneself.

He urgently needs an answer that makes him feel at ease in his heart, so as to get rid of this suffocation, even if it's just a lie to him.

"Go back?" Su Xici's brain froze, and he spent a lot of time processing these two words, his body trembled subconsciously, trying to force himself to curl up, but he had no strength at all.

His head was shaking from side to side, as if he was denying it, but due to the limitation of his strength, it seemed insignificant, but fear had already been deeply imprinted in his instinct.

"Don't go back, I don't want to..."

The fingers wanted to curl up into fists to resist the outside world, but because of the effect of the potion, it was futile. The harder they tried, the stiffer the fingers became.

Nangong Ran hurriedly hugged him, and gently patted his tense back.

"not going back……"

"We won't go back, and I won't let you go back."

He patted it again and again, trying to calm down his emotions, humming the tune of Su Xici that he had been pestering himself to sing to him before bed lately.

One night not long after they slept together, he was startled awake by a heart-piercing scream. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was kicked under the bed by the person next to him.

When he got up from the ground rubbing his waist for some unknown reason, the person on the bed was tightly wrapped in the quilt, shrank himself in the corner, and stared at him vigilantly.

The direction of the face is him, but the line of sight is illusory. The amber eyes are as loose as the moon in the water. They are still immersed in their own nightmare and cannot break free. Thousands of arrows of light are condensed by the crystal clear tears. The gentleness and strength that could be seen in Li was completely shattered.

He rolled his difficult eyeballs from time to time, nervously noticing all the movements around him.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when he came back to his senses, that he realized what he had done.

Nangong Ran didn't say much, let his body stiffened by the cold air roll back to the bed, only asked him if he had a nightmare, and then hugged him in his arms.

That night, the person in his arms just closed his eyes and remained motionless, and his unconscious movement could immediately trigger Su Xici's body to tense up. He was not asleep at all, but he pretended to be completely fine, and looked like he was in a deep sleep. , the breathing is long and gentle, and it really looks like that.

How could this little liar fool him.

So, Nangong Ran hummed a serenade to him.

After that, when Su Xici occasionally couldn't fall asleep, and was embarrassed to speak, he would "accidentally" wake up from sleep, and said seriously that he had a nightmare just now, and his acting skills were so bad that it was outrageous.

Nangong Ran naturally understood, and took the initiative to open his hands, waiting for him to snuggle into his arms with a little joy, then gently patted his back and serenaded him.

When asked him, Su Xici said with a cold face that he sang for him on his own initiative, and he himself had never asked for such a naive thing.

this fool.

Just as he was thinking, he didn't know when his upper arms were put on his hands.

With biting cold, thin and slender finger bones, and tense blue veins, he grabbed him tightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength to fight against him.

Of course, this kind of power is very small. He dared to guarantee the efficacy of this official medicine. He would not be able to wake up from Su Xing the next morning. He was already surprised that he could raise his hand.

One of the principles of this medicine is to let him completely relax his whole body, so that his brain can speak the truth in his heart without reservation and in an unconscious and unguarded relaxation.

It's a covert interrogation tool.

"It's useless to grab me, don't struggle until you hurt yourself." Nangong Ran patted him on the back shoulder.

Suddenly, the index finger grabbing his upper arm was deeply embedded in his flesh.

Nangong Ran frowned, and in the next second, he was directly thrown onto the bed next to him by a force.

His brain was a little dazed.

Pain is not pain, just surprise.

"Hurt me...you'll die..." Su Xici's eyes were still unfocused, his voice sounded like a mosquito, but it rang out loudly. It was the most tragic cry and cry from the depths of his soul.

Even if he is completely unconscious and has no strength, he still has to protect himself in the most powerless situation.

This is already an instinct engraved in the bone.

He trembled all over after saying this, but he had no more strength and fell down on the bed.

Her black hair was disturbed on the snow-white quilt, and her skin was even paler in the night.Su Xici fell there silently, like a dead body that had tried its best to defend itself and finally died of exhaustion. It was riddled with hundreds of holes and scars, and it shone coldly under the moonlight.

At that moment, for some reason, Nangong Ran thought of the way he once faced himself with long hair and stubble all over his face.

He said that was the real him.

Looking sloppy and frizzy, neglecting to take care of his appearance, but looking carefully, he spent a lot of time doing unnecessary grooming.Hastily and desperately counting the days to live, without any expectations for the future, but wanting to find the motivation to live in the boring life and save the precarious self.

Nangong Ran hurriedly crawled in front of him, confirming that he was fine, but fell asleep, and his eyelids were still resisting to open.

"Sleep well, Susu, I won't ask those questions that will bring back your memories." He apologized softly, and waited until he gradually relaxed again, then approached him cautiously and slept with him .

Nangong Ran got the answer he wanted, and thought it would be a relief, but at this moment, his heart hurts so much that he can't sleep.

Su Xici's past was constantly reverberating in his mind, and his body also felt the powerlessness and despair he had faced.

Under the quilt, his hand quietly grabbed the cold and thin hand.

everything will be fine.

His susu deserves the best.

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